"This gentleman, I am Murong Shichuan, is the elder of Jinling Tianxiahui."
"Today is my wedding day."
"The two of us have no grievances. I hope that my husband can give me some face and let the wedding go smoothly."
"I, Murong Ishikawa, am deeply grateful. I will thank you deeply in the future."
Murong Ishikawa showed a smile and showed great humility.
It was as if nothing had happened just now.
This is also his brilliance.
After saying this, as long as you don't have a huge grudge against him, you usually won't care about him anymore.
Especially such a master.
Unfortunately, his idea was wrong from the beginning.
Lin Bei indeed had no enmity with him, but he was entrusted by the Chen family to prevent the wedding from going ahead.
"What face does a mere elder of Tianxiahui have?"
Lin Bei sneered disdainfully, not taking Tianxiahui seriously at all.
"So, do you really want to fight me to the death? Although you had the upper hand just now, it is not easy to defeat me completely."
Murong Ishikawa's face darkened.
I didn't expect that after I was so humble, the other party would be even more aggressive.
"You are wrong. I want to kill you with just one move."
Lin Bei sneered.
"Damn it, I want to see how capable you are."
Murong Ishikawa was furious, roared fiercely, and struck down with his palm sword in the air.
Tear!
A howling wind blew.
A ray of energy flew out of Murong Ishikawa's hand and instantly cut through the sky, slashing towards Lin Bei with a fierce attack.
Although it was just a ray of sword light, it almost enveloped Lin Bei's body.
No matter how hard Lin Bei hid, it was impossible to escape.
Murong Ishikawa had to train hard for decades to achieve such a state.
As soon as he took action, all escape routes were blocked.
"That's it?"
Lin Bei sneered, and without dodging, he also punched out.
This punch was ordinary.
Moreover, the movement is very slow.
Slow enough for anyone to see his movements clearly.
boom!
The invisible sword light hit Lin Bei's iron fist, making a loud noise like thunder.
A terrifying shock wave, centered on the contact point, rushed in all directions.
Anyone who was a little closer was forced to take a few steps back.
As for the sword light, it was completely dispersed.
Not even Lin Beibei's skin was scratched.
"How can this be?"
Murong Ishikawa was shocked.
The palm strike he just made was not something that even a warrior-level being dared to take easily.
Lin Bei did it.
How could this not surprise him?
The most important thing is that Lin Bei seemed to be so dismissive, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.
"Go to hell!"
Murong Ishikawa gritted his teeth, roared, used his palm as a knife again, and slashed hard.
The dazzling sword light appeared out of thin air, so dazzling that people could not look directly at it.
This time the sword light was more than two feet long.
Like a crescent moon, it crossed the sky and struck towards Lin Bei.
This is his full strength.
Just looking at the terrifying knife light that pierces the heart and lungs gives people the feeling that anything can be cut open.
"Can Grandmaster Lin still take over?"
Chen Jiahao's eyes widened and he stared at Lin Bei in the field.
Now, Lin Bei is his only hope.
If even Lin Bei is not Murong Shichuan's opponent, then no one in the Chen family can withstand Murong Shichuan's anger.
Right in the center.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, Lin Bei still took his time and punched out lightly again.
The difference was that this time, golden light bloomed on his fist.
An ancient atmosphere spreads.
At first glance, it seems that Lin Bei is a true god descending to earth, full of majesty and holiness.
boom!
The golden fist struck the bright sword light, making a deep sound.
Unlike the previous one, this time the sword light shattered directly and turned into countless starlights that quickly dissipated.
There was no fluctuation at all.
Just like a wave crashing into a rock, he was smashed to pieces, but the rock was not harmed at all.
"You are quite capable, but it's a pity that you met me."
Lin Bei smiled faintly, and in a flash, he came directly to Murong Ishikawa.
The golden palm suddenly grabbed hold of Murong Shichuan's head as if it was the beginning of the world.
Murong Ishikawa did not dare to be careless, and did not even have the slightest doubt about the power of Lin Bei's grasp. He touched the ground with his feet and retreated several feet away.
Just when he thought he was safe, he suddenly discovered that Lin Bei's figure had disappeared without a trace.
"Where are the people?"
Murong Ishikawa felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously looked around.
"Elder Murong, he is behind you!"
"Watch your back!"
"ah!"
Everyone in Tianxiahui immediately spoke out to remind him.
They were watching from the side, equivalent to God's perspective.
Although Lin Bei was fast, he was still within their sight.
It's not easy to hide it from them.
"What?"
Hearing these panicked shouts, Murong Shichuan's expression changed drastically.
Then, without turning around to look, he tiptoed again, like a big bird swooping forward.
His back was completely exposed to his opponent, how could he dare to turn around?
However, even so, there were still screams from the sidelines.
Murong Ishikawa was very uncomfortable.
Because, he could also feel that Lin Bei's aura was always following behind him.
No matter how fast he accelerated, he couldn't get away.
"Go to hell!"
Murong Ishikawa gritted his teeth, turned his waist suddenly, turned around in mid-air, and fired out his right fist without hesitation.
Boom!
A low roar came from Murong Ishikawa's fist, like a rolling thunder explosion.
This punch even caused a trace of lightning to surround him.
It has to be said that Murong Ishikawa is indeed a martial arts master. His strength and moves are much better than the opponents Lin Bei has encountered in the past.
Even an ordinary Martial Lord could only be crushed when faced with such a powerful Murong Ishikawa and was no match at all.
Unfortunately, Murong Ishikawa's enemy this time was Lin Bei.
A cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.
Snapped!
Lin Bei swung out his whip and instantly hit Murong Shichuan's fist.
It seems ordinary, without any skills.
Even the momentum is far inferior.
But it's mixed with tremendous power.
As soon as they made contact, the lightning on Murong Ishikawa's fist was scattered.
His whole face was distorted in pain, and he screamed subconsciously.
Looking at his fist again, it has changed its shape.
There are even white bones sticking out, and the flesh and blood are blurred.
It was frightening to watch.
This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.
Especially those people from Tianxiahui.
In their opinion, even if Murong Ishikawa is not Lin Bei's opponent, he can at least remain undefeated.
However, the results were completely different.
In front of Lin Bei, Murong Ishikawa had no ability to resist at all, and was suppressed and beaten throughout the process.
Even a full blow was easily defused by Lin Bei.
This is a total crushing!
